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Friday, June 28, 2013

The Housekeeper - Chapter 4 (Part 2 of 3)

The Housekeeper

By Karen Singer

Chapter 4 (Part 2 of 3)

Roger’s mind was
numb – totally.Unable to move, sitting
in a puddle of his own pee that stank terribly, and naked except for the extra
large protuberance of the bra on his chest – which he would much rather do
without – along with everything else.At
least the foul gag had been removed from his mouth – that was a big
improvement.But he still couldn’t ever
remember being so miserable in his life.

With her gone,
the house was deathly quiet, so he heard her as she came in from the
garage.She didn’t come directly in to
see him, other than to quickly poke her head into the room to check on
him.Then she went somewhere else in the
house instead.But it wasn’t long until
she did poke her head back in again.And
again, it was only for a moment, and once again she was gone.Was that a bag of food in her hands?He realized that he was famished.She hadn’t fed him anything today.

It was a long
time before she came back.He heard her
out in the hallway a few times, but had no idea what she was doing.When she finally came in, she carried a drink
in one hand, and a bag of food in the other.“Are you hungry yet?” she asked.

Not wanting to
ire her by speaking since he wasn’t sure he was allowed to, he nodded his
head.She set the bag of food and the
drink on the chair.“Are you going to
behave?” she asked.

He chanced
speaking.“Yes, Miss Carol.I promise!”

She hesitated
though before she began unfastening his hand that was still tied to the wall
stud.When that hand was free, he felt
her unlocking the cuff that was attached to his ankle ropes, freeing his other
arm.He breathed a sigh of relief as he
was finally able to pull that arm forward again, but only for a moment.She was quickly on his back and pulling both
arms behind him.She cuffed them there
again where they would be useless.

“No!” he
wailed.“I promised!I promised!”But his pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears.He was still on his knees with his legs
locked around the wall stud.He still
couldn’t go anywhere.And she was still
behind him… now pushing down on him.Pushing his head down… down… down toward the pool of his own piss on the
floor.She stopped when his nose was
only inches from it.Then she got off of
him.He pulled his body up
gratefully.

“If you’re
good,” she said, “and you eat all your lunch… then I’ll let you take a shower
and get cleaned up afterwards.”

Roger would do
anything for a good hot shower.“I promise!”
he repeated again.“I promise!”

She pulled
another hamburger out of the bag and opened the wrapper.The whole thing she set down right in front
of him… right where his nose had almost touched the pool of his own piss.He was horrified.The wrapper protected the hamburger from the
pee for a moment, then he saw it soaking through.With growing horror, he watched as the
shallow pool of pee flowed over top of the entire wrapper.And that was when she dumped the fries on top
of everything.

“I’m still mad
at you,” she said.“Very mad!I’m mad because you fought with me last
night.You resisted!And then you couldn’t do the simple little
thing I asked of you.I had to wait till
this morning for it!”She paused for a moment
before she spoke again.“I’d like to
hurt you very badly!But I don’t want to
do anything that might seriously hurt you.Unfortunately, I still need you.Unfortunately!”

Roger knew there
was no sense in arguing with her, she wouldn’t listen, and it would be a
totally useless act.It might even make
her angrier which would be no good at all.So he remained silent.

“Eat it!” she
said.“All of it!”

That was the last
thing that Roger wanted to do.The very
thought of it turned his stomach.

“Or I’ll re-soak
those panties in all that piss and you can eat them instead!”

Ugh!As repugnant as it was, he would have to do
as she wanted.He would have to bend
down and put his face in all that while he tried to eat the food… that was now
soaking in all that piss.Yuck!Taking one last good breath, he bent down to
the disgusting meal she had left for him.

As soon as he
started eating, Carol sat down on the chair to watch him.She was still mad at him – very mad.And he would be getting more unpleasant
surprises later.A few of which she
found very amusing to think about.

Roger struggled
to finish his food, but what he really was doing was struggling not to throw
up!No telling what she would do to him
if he did.When he was nearly done, he
was surprised to find her standing right over him again.

“Have you had
enough yet?” she asked.

“Yes, Miss
Carol,” he replied, trying hard to keep everything down.There was still a little bit of food left,
but he made no move to eat anymore.In
truth, he wasn’t sure he could.

“Are you going
to be good?” she asked again.

“Yes, Miss
Carol.I promise!”

“You
better!”She left his hands cuffed
behind him, but she went through and unlocked the cuff from one of his
ankles.“Don’t get up,” she warned
him.You can crawl on your knees to the
bathroom.

Roger had to wade
through the wet patch of floor as he made his way toward the door.The movement on his aching knees was painful,
but it was movement.And there was the
promise of release soon to come.The
moment he saw the chain lying on the bathroom floor though, he realized that
full release was not going to happen.

“Crawl all the
way in till I tell you to stop,” she instructed from behind him.

He turned into
the bathroom and continued to crawl on his knees toward the back.He saw the other end of the chain wrapped
several times around the base of the toilet with a fairly hefty lock holding it
in place.The moment his legs were in
far enough, she commanded him to stop.He felt her finally removing the handcuffs from his arms.He gratefully pulled his aching arms forward,
trying to move them to relieve some of the pain… but even as he did so, he felt
her quickly fastening the cuffs to his right ankle.And then there was a small click, and he was
chained to the toilet.But at least his
arms were free and that was something.A
big something!

“I put all your
shaving stuff on the counter there,” she said.“I moved your shampoo, towel and toothbrush too.Don’t be all day!”

He felt her
backing out then, backing away from him.Instead of rising to his feet, he stretched out on the floor.His knees were in major pain.His shoulders hurt from having his hands
behind him for so long.And his stomach
was rolling from the food he had been forced to eat.He writhed a bit on the floor, just enjoying
the luxury of what freedom his limbs were finally allowed.

“Don’t keep me
waiting!” she said.Then she turned and
walked away, leaving him alone – again.But at least he could move – mostly.He finally climbed to his feet.That alone felt great.He saw his
toiletries on the counter.He grabbed
for his toothbrush and the toothpaste first.He had to get that awful taste out of his mouth!

While Roger was
cleaning up, Carol went into the other unfinished room to prepare his next
little surprise.She used this room
because the floor was cleaner, she didn’t want to be anywhere near the spot he
had repeatedly peed on.She tightly tied
ropes to two of the studs that were fairly far apart.The boards on the wall on the other side of
the room were bare too, at least on one side.The solid wallboard on the other side didn’t allow any room for her to
pass the rope behind.But each of those
boards had holes drilled through them where electrical lines passed.She threaded rope through those holes in two
of the boards and tied them tightly too.Then she went out to the kitchen for the rest of her preparations.

Roger didn’t hurry
at all… despite what she had said.The
shower felt just too good after what he had been through.But despite his leisurely pace, he was still
done before she came back.As soon as he
had dried off, he moved closer to the bathroom door.He was totally naked, but that didn’t bother
him at all.Of course he could have
tried to put the huge bra on again, but he wasn’t going to do that unless she
made him do it!Standing up, the chain
gave him just enough freedom to get his one leg out the door, but not the leg
with the chain.He peered down the
hallway, but he didn’t see her.He could
hear her in the kitchen though and wondered what she was up to.

He knew he
probably should have called to her, but he was too reluctant.It was probably better if he just remained
silent and stayed by himself.He sat
down on the toilet seat to wait – hopefully for a very long time.

Carol was busy
with a large pot.She had read the
directions, but three packages meant changing a few things.Of course she didn’t know if she would need
three packages.Maybe she would need
only one, but her mother had said to get a few, so she had picked up
three.When she was satisfied that everything
was as ready as she could get it, she left the kitchen to find out what was
taking him so long.She found him
lounging on the commode.“Comfortable?”
she asked.

He shrugged.“Tired,” was his only reply.

She nodded and
smiled as if she were being friendly.“Then come along.I’ve got a
treat for you that I’m told many people enjoy.”

“What?” he asked
as he got to his feet.

But instead of
answering, she just crooked her finger for him to follow.He stopped at the edge of the doorway for her
to unlock his ankle cuff, but first she insisted on tying his hands behind his
back again.It seemed that he was not
going to be allowed total freedom just yet.When he could walk again, she sent him into the other unfinished room
where she had prepared the ropes.The
moment he saw them, he stopped still.“Please!” he begged.“I promise
I’ll be good!I’ve told you that over
and over… and I mean it!”

She smiled.“I’m sure you mean it, but you haven’t earned
it yet.Now lie down in the middle of
the room… on your stomach… and face that way!”

Knowing it was no
use trying to resist, he carefully laid down where she wanted him.At least he was laying down this time… his
knees where still killing him.He felt
her attaching the ropes on his ankles first, pulling each one until his legs
were splayed far apart.Then she untied
his hands and attached the new ropes instead, pulling them tightly till he was
spread eagled with no way to move.Some
treat!

She disappeared
for a few minutes.When she came back
again, he couldn’t turn his head far enough to see what she was doing, but he
heard her moving around behind him.Then
she was down by his side, whispering in his ear.

“Just relax now
and enjoy this.”

He jerked a bit
as he suddenly felt something hot being placed on his back.

“Shhh.Relax.”

Whatever the
something hot was, she was soon moving it up his back, further and further
spreading whatever it was in a wide long path.And it was kind of relaxing.He
closed his eyes and tried to enjoy it… despite the pain and ache the rest of
his body was feeling.

“You, know,” she
said softly, “I’m still very mad at you.You shouldn’t have fought me like you did last night – even if I did
hurt you.You’re going to have to learn
that.”He felt her doing something else
to his back now, pressing down all over the nice warmth.“You’re going to have to learn that I can
make you do anything I want you to, no matter even if it hurts you… a lot.Because I can hurt you a lot – in many
different ways that won’t leave any nasty marks on you.”Her voice was still soft and calming… even if
her words weren’t.“And this is one of
those ways!”

He screamed as
pain suddenly exploded up his back where she had put all the comfortable warmth
just a few moments earlier.She held something
down in front of his face – something long.Attached to it was hair that she had pulled out of his back.

She giggled.“Now wasn’t that fun?”He didn’t answer.Fun?It was a nightmare!Especially
since he felt her putting more of what he now realized must be hot wax onto his
back, and he was helpless to stop her.

Strip after strip
of hair was ripped from his body, while she giggled and cooed over how smooth
his skin looked without all that ugly hair.She taunted him too, telling him that this was punishment for not
behaving properly and the next time he dared to misbehave, she would think of
something worse… much worse!He couldn’t
imagine anything much worse!

She did his
entire back, his hairy buttocks – right down into the crack, and the entire
length of his legs – as far around as she could reach.And then she carefully moved the ropes,
making him roll over onto his back, but never once giving him a chance at any
freedom to escape.

His chest was as
bad as his back, the front of his legs were bad too.But then she started in on the area around
his cock and balls.That was where the
pain really got bad.He screamed.He tugged at the ropes.But it was all to no avail as she ripped
strip after strip of hair from his body, until even his private parts were
totally smooth and hairless.From the
neck down, he was as smooth as a baby.And all the while, she told him that she hoped he’d think twice about
crossing her again.After what she had
just done to him, he vowed he’d never cross her again – ever.At least not until he had the chance to kill
her!

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About Me

For those of you who might remember me, I’m the same Karen who used to have the website My Sissy Rules Fantasy that Yahoo suddenly deleted several years ago. I still miss my website and really hope to have one back again someday, but, well, I guess I procrastinate a lot – plus, I think the internet has been doing a lot of growing lately.
Other than that, what else can I tell you about me? As I said, I’m male. An older male to be exact. One who has wished very hard his entire (and I mean entire) life that he had been born a girl. Seriously! You have no idea how much that aches in me – always.
I’ve always been small and skinny, except recently my stomach has decided it wants to be large and fat (Arrgh!). Oh yeah, I’m also very married to a wonderful woman who knows nothing at all about this side of me… and I intend to work very hard at keeping it that way.
So for me, life is good, and life is bad, and life is worse, and life is horrible, and life is great. But that’s what life is – you take what it hands you and you do the very best you can under the circumstances. And you enjoy what little bits that you can, wherever and however you can manage it.